Lu Qingfeng's soul is already comparable to the True Realm, unless it is a monk with the same soul realm as Lu Qingfeng, he must be on the premise of being on guard to resist Lu Qingfeng's soul attack, just imagine, in the entire Meteorite Star, it is difficult to have a second soul traverser like Lu Qingfeng, how can this happen in a monk who is less than thirty years old.

Slowly flew up, standing next to Leng Rubing and the others, Yan Peng and Situ Xiaoyang supported Lu Qingfeng left and right, Yan Peng looked at Lu Qingfeng and said, "Qingfeng, how is it, can you hold on and go back?"

Lu Qingfeng had a warm current flowing through his heart, looked at everyone and said, "It's okay, let's go, let's drink." ”

Yan Peng's concern, Lu Qingfeng was deeply moved, most of the monks are indifferent, few people will take the initiative to care about others, people like Yan Peng have rarely been seen, Lu Qingfeng cherishes this friendship between friends. Therefore, after Lu Qingfeng called Yan Peng to the restaurant, he deliberately took out two jars of his most precious Baili Immortal to treat Yan Peng.

Yan Peng has never been to Xiaoyao Town, nor has he drunk this kind of wine, the first cup down, is full of praise, although the wine is a good wine, Yan Peng has not forgotten that Lu Qingfeng wants to restore the true yuan, and it is also good to deal with the last ten-game winning streak tomorrow.

While drinking, Yan Peng and Situ Xiaoyang also urged Lu Qingfeng to return to the hotel to recover Zhenyuan, but they were persuaded by the two to have no choice, so Lu Qingfeng had to leave the restaurant alone.

Before leaving, Lu Qingfeng put down two altars of Baili Immortal for Yan Peng, got drunk, went to the guest room of the restaurant, and directly entered the Divine Crystal Qiankun Palace.

The last time he restored the true yuan, he absorbed 100,000 yuan crystals, and the true yuan was restored to eighty percent, and this time he took out another hundred thousand, as long as he recovered to eighty percent, Lu Qingfeng was confident enough to deal with the last ten consecutive victories tomorrow. The Five Elements True Solution** is running to the limit, and the Yuan Jing around him is rapidly turning into powder.

After absorbing all the 100,000 yuan crystals, Lu Qingfeng checked his body and found that the true yuan had only recovered to seventy percent, but his physical strength had improved slightly.

This is a mismatch between the strength of the body and one's own cultivation, in the face of such a situation, there is no way, only to continuously absorb the energy in the Yuan Crystal.

took out another 50,000 yuan crystal, and waited until the 50,000 yuan crystals were also turned into powder, and the true yuan in the body was restored to eighty percent, seeing that the time was not early, he quickly left the Qiankun Hall and walked out, Lu Qingfeng was still thinking in his heart: "It seems that constantly being on the edge of life and death does have a lot of benefits for the improvement of cultivation, although there is no breakthrough in the realm, the thick Cheng dù of the true yuan has been greatly improved, and the outside of the hegemonic body has also been strengthened to a certain extent." ”

In a blink of an eye, he had already come to the restaurant, and after eating something simply, he came directly to the square, Lu Qingfeng came very early, and Yan Peng, Situ Xiaoyang and others were already standing at the edge of the square.

Today is Lu Qingfeng's last game on stage, and if he defeats ten opponents, he will be the winner of a hundred consecutive victories, and today is also the tenth day that Lu Qingfeng came to the Bixia Palace in the East China Sea, so far Lu Qingfeng is the only monk who has achieved ninety consecutive victories.

The Rising Star Tournament is actually a qualifier for the finals of the Midfall Temple twenty years later, and so far, there are at least a few thousand monks who have died here, but there are still countless monks on the stage.

These people are nothing else, mainly to obtain the qualification to go to the Middle Fall Temple to participate in the finals twenty years later, so this ring match can also be called a qualifying competition, and all the monks are on the stage without fear of death, just to get this qualification.

Although the hope is good, the reality is very cruel, and some people may be killed at the end of the hundredth game, so that all the qiē will be in vain.

The last day of the ring match was much easier than the first nine days, and he never encountered an opponent like Tu Yue again, and now, several monks with the same strength as Lu Qingfeng have monopolized a few rings, and the possibility of a strong encounter has become slim.

In the tenth hundred-game winning streak, there was a small episode, and after the ninety-ninth game, Lu Qingfeng was ready to meet the challenge of the last man.

At this moment, a monk at the peak of the Immortal True Realm flew into the ring, repeatedly explaining that he was learning from Lu Qingfeng, and implored Lu Qingfeng to guide him, Lu Qingfeng was also very helpless, and promised him, he became a veritable sparring partner, and if he didn't agree, he seemed to have no stomach.

In the end, Lu Qingfeng still decided to point at the other party, and after dozens of moves, the other party took the initiative to admit defeat and flew off the ring, and the monks in the audience all looked at this person with envious eyes, and the monk also felt that he was very proud.

However, such an opportunity will not appear a second time, the battle between this person and Lu Qingfeng is already the hundredth game, even if anyone wants to go on stage to ask Lu Qingfeng for advice, it is no longer possible.

After achieving a hundred consecutive victories, a huge red balloon appeared in the sky above the five rings, and a long banner floated under the balloon, on which a string of golden characters was written: The first 100 consecutive victories in the Rising Star Ring Tournament were born, and the East China Sea Bixia Palace expressed its warmest congratulations to this monk!

The gold medal for winning a hundred consecutive victories was not collected from the referee in the ring, but was led by a disciple of Bixia Palace to a palace at the foot of Bixia Peak Mountain, and was personally handed over to Lu Qingfeng by an elder of Bixia Palace.

This is a golden token, Lu Qingfeng doesn't know what material it is made of, it is about the size of an ordinary person's palm, and after the elders of Bixia Palace explained the usage, Lu Qingfeng reached out and took the token.

A trace of true yuan was entered into the token, and I saw that this token instantly shone brightly, and on the front was the logo of the seven major temples appeared, which were blue, red, white, green, black, blue, and purple seven temples, and on the back was the seven words of the East Fall Divine Continent.

After this token leaves Lu Qingfeng's body, the pattern and handwriting will disappear, and after Lu Qingfeng is killed, this token will be broken. This token can only be used by Lu Qingfeng alone, and it is useless for others to get it.

After these were done, it meant that the token had been recognized, and Lu Qingfeng casually put the token into the Divine Crystal Qiankun Palace, and then put the 10 million yuan crystal sent by the elders of Bixia Palace into the Qiankun Palace.

Leaving the palace of Bixia Palace, Lu Qingfeng returned directly to the hotel where he lived, his divine sense scanned the past, everyone else was in cultivation, and Lu Qingfeng also entered the Qiankun Palace.

Five days later, after scanning the divine sense, I knew that Leng Rubing and the others had woken up from their cultivation, and Lu Qingfeng had also come to the room from the Qiankun Palace, and as soon as he stood still in the room, Leng Rubing and the others had already pushed the door and walked in.

After some understanding, Lu Qingfeng learned that several people had made great progress in terms of sword intent, and Lu Qingfeng was also sincerely happy for them.

At this time, it was already noon, Lu Qingfeng's divine sense scanned the square, found Yan Peng's traces, and his divine sense transmitted the sound and invited him to meet him in the restaurant. Soon, the crowd was seated at two tables in the corner of the restaurant.

Lu Qingfeng asked Yan Peng: "What is Brother Yan's record these days?" Yan Peng smiled: "I have achieved the seventh ten-game winning streak, and I feel that the possibility of winning the eighth ten-game winning streak is very small." ”

"No matter what, don't joke with your own life," Lu Qingfeng said: "Your own safety comes first, don't force it." ”

"I know," Yan Peng said: "It seems that this is the last lunch, after you leave, you have to be more careful along the way, you have killed a lot of people in the ring, maybe there will be people to avenge the dead, there is a deterrent of Bixia Palace on the island, these people dare not do it, but once you leave the island, these people will have no scruples." ”

"Yes," Lu Qingfeng said: "I also took this into account, but no matter how dangerous it is, you can't always stay on the island, there must always be a day to leave, and blindly avoiding it is not the way." ”

Everyone drank and chatted, and it was not until late at night that everyone ended this last party, and galloped all the way to the northernmost part of the island, and when they arrived at the beach, Lu Qingfeng hugged his fists and said, "Brother Yan, you and I will say goodbye, and we will get drunk when we meet in the future." ”

"Okay," Yan Peng said: "Qingfeng take care all the way, the road is far away, you must pay attention to safety." Lu Qingfeng nodded, and took off with the other six people, taking advantage of the dark night, to speed towards the far north.

After flying out for five hundred miles, Lu Qingfeng said: "Rubing, Situ, Xiaoyue, Dahu, Ling'er, and Blue Silver fans have all entered the Divine Crystal Qiankun Palace, and now we will encounter danger at any time, so we must be prepared in advance." So all the people went into the Qiankun Palace.

Under the shroud of Lu Qingfeng's divine sense, a figure in front of him quickly approached Lu Qingfeng, and his divine sense probed and learned that this person was a cultivator in the early stage of the Supreme True Realm, and he was definitely a monk who robbed and killed him here, otherwise it could not be such a coincidence, with Lu Qingfeng's cultivation, in front of this person, there was no power to fight back.

Lu Qingfeng did not hesitate at all, and directly entered the Divine Crystal Qiankun Palace, which turned into a speck of dust and floated in the air, slowly drifting towards the north with Lu Qingfeng's control.

The figure that flew quickly soon arrived at the place where Lu Qingfeng had stayed, this person was about forty years old, standing in the air, his brows furrowed.

After a long time, he said slowly: "It's strange, I obviously felt that it was here just now, why did I disappear so quickly, hmph, my two junior brothers and sisters were crippled and killed, all thanks to you, and I still want to escape lightly today, how can I make you happy." ”

Not far to the north of Bixia Palace in the East China Sea, there are dense islands and reefs, ships rarely come here, a few meters or dozens of meters below the sea surface, reefs are all over the place, ships come here, a little carelessness will hit the reef and sink.

The reason why Lu Qingfeng chose to fly here is also because there are no ships passing here, and tens of thousands of miles to the north have entered the range of the North Sea, which is not too far from the Situ Xiaoyang family, besides, there are so many islands and reefs, even if you are really tired of flying, you can take a short rest on the islands and reefs.

At this time, Lu Qingfeng was in the Shenjing Qiankun Palace, slowly drifting northward, and soon reached the top of an island and reef, controlling the Shenjing Qiankun Palace, and slowly descended to a sheltered place on the island and reef, no longer moving.

The other six people were in the Divine Crystal Qiankun Palace, holding their breath and concentrating, they all looked at Lu Qingfeng quietly, from the moment Lu Qingfeng entered the Divine Crystal Qiankun Palace, they didn't say a word, and now the Qiankun Hall finally landed on the island and reef.

Only then did Lu Qingfeng speak: "Now the Qiankun Hall has stopped on an island and reef, let's see if that guy can find out." ”

While Lu Qingfeng was talking to everyone, the middle-aged man in the air in the distance was not idle, this person let go of his divine sense, kept scanning around, his face was full of puzzled expressions, and his mouth kept muttering to himself: "It's really strange, could it be that this kid can't fly away, obviously he is nearby, why did he disappear so quickly." ”

The middle-aged man who was talking to himself suddenly changed his expression, turned around, and flew straight to the island and reef where Lu Qingfeng stayed, and landed on the island and reef after a few seconds, and his divine sense kept scanning around.

Lu Qingfeng had already controlled the Qiankun Hall to stick tightly to the island and reef, and his divine sense always paid attention to the middle-aged man's every move, the Divine Crystal Qiankun Hall was worthy of a spiritual treasure, Lu Qingfeng's divine sense scanned, and the middle-aged man did not find anything.